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ph NON COMBAT Mari | HP: 1160/1160 | EN: 148/148 | DMG: 21 | MIT:143 | ACC:4 | AA | FL.AURA: 8 | BH:64 | BRN: 56 | ENV-O: 32 | PARA-V | LD:5 | True Tier 15

PH Lancaster | HP: 800/800 | EN: 118/118 | DMG: 22 | MIT:56 | ACC:4 | BRN-IM | FL.AURA: 16 | FL.THORNS: 16/32 | BH:40 | BLI: 32/-20 | BRN: 56

Link to Appraisals for 11/4 Total Mystic Essence gained. 15 Mystic Essence Gained. [256620a] [256620b] [256621] [256619] [256618a] [256618b] | (Spending) [256617a] [256617b] [256616a] [256616b] [256614a] [256614b] [256613a] [256613b] [256612] Identifying Perfect Shield. Spending 6 mystic essence. [256620a] [256620b] [256621] [256619] [256618a] [256618b] Amaranth, Unyielding | T4 Perfect Shield | 256256 | MIT I | Holy Blessing II A shield unique in its unlimited durability. Each blow sustained fills the air with fire and flowers. Upgrading Perfect Shield. Spending 1

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Rain. On every Floor. All at once. Scraps of black paper, trimmed in gold filigree, etched in blood-red. Words written in with a sweeping hand, large swirls, cut deep into the dark cardstock. Invitations cascading down from on high, blocking out the sun for just a moment like darkened storm clouds. The stunt worked. Players from all over filed into the building. The only price of admission? To accept a mask - black or white - at the door. Tables lined the walls, set with fine wine, champagne, and hors d'oeuvres. Enough to keep the night going, but not loud. Elegant, not

It was different. Among the bustling streets of Aincrad’s starting city walked Aeva, completely overwhelmed by the sea of players and NPC’s alike wandering the roads. She had been here before, hadn’t she? Her memory was still foggy of that time, so she wasn’t sure of anything. Yet the buildings and layout brought a sense of familiarity. Yes, this was definitely the city. It just wasn’t empty any longer. Still, she hadn’t explored the Town of Beginnings for very long back then, she had no idea where anything was! She thought coming back here might be a bad idea, considering what had

Today's Appraisals T4 Perfect Shield | [243840d][243848a][243845a][243853c][243853d] [236499a][236498a][236506a][236505d][236514d] 256620 | CD10 | 2 Mystic Essence 256619 | CD6 | 1 Mystic Essence 256618 | CD11 | 2 Mystic Essence 256617 | CD12 | 2 Mystic Essence 256616 | CD11 | 2 Mystic Essence 256615 | CD2 | No Mystic Essence 256614 | CD11 | 2 Mystic Essence 256613 | CD10 | 2 Mystic Essence 256612 | CD5 | 1 Mystic Essence 256621 | CD9 | 1 Mystic Essence Total Mystic Essence gained. 15 Mystic Essence Gained. [256620a] [256620b] [256621] [256619] [256618a] [256618b]

Sent to Reytac: 983 Materials

Standard Recovery +4 EN PH Free Action {System} | Stance Change: <<Charging>> -> <<Charged>> (Accuracy Bonus Returned to Normal, Can now Crit on a BD: 9) Post Action | [x25] ST-B (20 - 2 [Stamina] + 3 [Shift] = 21 EN) - Well Rested [1/3] = 20 EN ID: 256610 | 5 + 3 - 2 = 6, CD: 8 {ST-B Unavailable} | Hit vs. Kumatetsu Dealing 1300 - 25 = 1275 Damage, Heavy Momentum Fades Loot Roll: ID: 256611 | LD: 8 (8, +0) | CD: 9 (9, +0) | 7560col, Materials (2), Tier 4 Rare Trinket (1) Players: Freya | HP: 1000/1000 | EN: 117/138 | DMG:

Evaluations for Crafts 11/04 oh -8 mats

Standard Recovery +4 EN, Recovery Roll | 256608, CD:10 (Rec Proc) +4 EN PH Post Action | [x18] AOE-II (14 - 2 [Stamina] + 2 [Shift] + (2 * 1 Targets = 2) = 16 EN) ID: 256609 | 3 + 7 - 2 = 8, CD: 12 {ST-B Unlocked} | Hit vs. Kumatetsu Dealing 558 - 50 = 508 Damage Kumatetsu Activates Beast Form Players: Freya | HP: 1000/1000 | EN: 117/138 | DMG: 31 | MIT:-20 | ACC:7 | AA | PHASE | EVA:3 | BH:55 | VAMP-O: 165 | REC: 4 | BLD: 48 | LD:7 Gaius | HP: 991/1080 | EN: 139/140 | DMG: 36(+16) | MIT:67 | ACC:3(-6) | F-SPIRIT | EVA:2 | PARA-IM | REC: 8 | HM:

Standard Recovery +4 EN Kumatetsu churns as Gaius was aloft, a moving target now out in the open. Brionac was still becoming charged up, made known by the silver outline still gaining mass. Like the sun above, it begins to become engulfed in silver as the winds hold him aloft. Weightless and drifting slowly, the man had his own signature style of fighting, to which nothing usually survived an attack. A divine right and obliteration from a weapon bestowed quite some time ago, one that he still didn't fully understand. The thing was ripped from his chest like a thorn, and yet felt just as m

Watching Gaius, it was almost like he was deep in thought. This was fine with her because there was a lot that she was thinking about as well. One of the things was what was going to change between them. The one thing she was worried about was would she be able to say -I love you- to Gaius without writing it on a piece of paper. She didn't even say this to Rin when they were together. Gaius was very different than anyone that she has ever known before. She was terrified that she was going to fuck it up somehow. Taking a deep breath as she closes her eyes. All this worry and being scared, it wa

Gaius was a little out of his headspace, and in a way was just really taking in the scenery. Freya really had a way of pulling out the strangest encounters, the oddest moments that really added a needed spice to a dreary and boring day. In a way Gaius used to be like that, but the game had pushed and prodded the man quite a bit forcing him to begin to grow up. Hell some of that had to have began after all of his little run ins with her father. As if those moments had shown him what he'd have to become to be good enough for... her. That same old man actually provided a template, and it helped t

Hearing Gaius, she guess that was true. It wasn't something that she ever really thought about either until Rin. That was rushed into and it never felt right, always felt almost pushed for a lack of a better term. Then she met Gaius. All the guys in high school could ever handle her. She thought of herself as excitable and they all saw her as way too wild and unpredictable. Like a ticking time bomb waiting to go off at any moment. Always thought of her as a burden that they didn't want. In a real way it was kinda sad. The fact that Rin never wanted to give it another shot after the nightmare t

Gaius hadn't really thought much about it before, but randomly cutting down kaiju as some sort of prerequisite to being married had to be the furthest thing he'd ever consider. But then again who could predict Aincrad? "Am I? could explain Boris." Gaius chuckled at the notion, the small bear being the thing that he wrestled on the ice back when, while it was still a full sized grizzly. That familiar could go big, but normally just was a pint sized terror. "I dunno how I really.... I didn't really plan for it, Uh. I figured maybe one day, but its not the sort of things boys dream about." Freya

Crafts for 11/4 + Crafting Respite :5 R4 = 5 Crafts, + 5 CR (251258) Engineer Rank 4 Table Rolls: 1 256590 CD: 5 +1 LD: 11 Salvage Success - 4 (+2 Ambition) 2 256591 CD: 3 +1 LD: 20 Salvage Success - 4 (+2 Ambition) 3 256592 CD:

November 4 Crafts Roll: ID# CD: LD: Quality Count Experience Ambition Mod 1 256577 CD: 7 +1 LD: 12 Rare (Mast) - 10 (+5 Ambition) 2 256576 CD: 4 +1 LD: 13 Uncommon (Mast) - 8 (+5 Ambi

Link to Quest ph NOTE: Custom Skill (Disabuse System) is active. The skill will be considered inactive once any player requests in a subsequent post. Acanthus | True Tier 11 | Lvl 101 (34/67) | HP: 1000/1000 | EN: 132/132 | DMG: 23 | MIT:160 | ACC:7 | AA | THORNS:532 | BH:53 | LD:6

The girl's reply was gentle and poetic, a complete contrast to the harsh, crystalline environment. It only made Etherial feel more awkward. She pressed her lips into a thin line, focusing her attention on a cluster of faintly glowing blue crystals near her feet. "A simple answer," she murmured, her voice quiet. She didn't press on the topic of self-discovery; that was an abyss she didn't want to peer into. Her goal was more immediate and practical. "I... I am not here simply to wander," Etherial admitted, giving a slight shake of her head. "I am looking for a specific passage. A rumo

ph NOTE: Custom Skill (Disabuse System) is active. The skill will be considered inactive once any player requests in a subsequent post. Acanthus | True Tier 11 | Lvl 101 (34/67) | HP: 1000/1000 | EN: 132/132 | DMG: 23 | MIT:160 | ACC:7 | AA | EVA 2 | FL.AURA: 16 | THORNS:532 | BH:53 | HB: 42 | LD:6

So close, she could feel the warmth on his breath. "Hm maybe, you are a lot like a bear. Aggressive as hell when threatened, strong, protective, big teddy at heart" sexy, breathtaking. It was hard to breath or even focus with him this close. Twisting his hand and interlocking her fingers with his. They had to finish this. "Please elaborate on that, how did you plan to get hitched? The idea of a perfect wedding?" That statement made her curious. If she was being honest she really didn't want anything super big. They could be married under a beam under the midnight skies and it would feel perfec

Link to Quest ph NOTE: Custom Skill (Disabuse System) is active. The skill will be considered inactive once any player requests in a subsequent post. Acanthus | True Tier 11 | Lvl 101 (34/67) | HP: 1000/1000 | EN: 132/132 | DMG: 23 | MIT:160 | ACC:7 | AA | EVA 2 | FL.AURA: 16 | THORNS:532 | BH:53 | HB: 42 | LD:6

Boop! Another cheerful reminder from her menu that she was not home, and would not be for some time. Acanthus rolled over in bed, her head pounding from an evening swapping information with Argent on floor 22. Kayaba could have at least blotted out the side effects. Groaning, she pushed through two missed system alarms and three unread notifications to glimpse the new message. Reytac again. Her mind caught up slowly. They had already completed the first leg… Was he really so keen on finishing this questline? It was only natural for his excitement to stay fresh for this long.

Boop! Her system menu chirped as she studied the latest batch of crystals from Floor 8. Her last order from the vendor in Ellesmera had somehow been substandard. The concept floored her—the entire purpose of NPC vendors was to have some measure of consistency. But from that last batch, she’s barely made any masterpieces. Each crystal was brittle, and refused to house all but the lowest of enhancements. This new box seemed to have a brighter glow—she could only hope it was her pessimism warning her away from the crafts, and not a sense of intuition. That’s right. The message.